ياO دِينَbondage قَلبِكَyour heart مِنهاbecause of her لَستَyou are not ذاكِرَهاremembering her
يا دِينَ قَلبِكَ مِنها لَستَ ذاكِرَها
إِلاexcept that تَرَقرَقَwelled up ماءُwater العَينِof the eye أَوor دَمَعاflowed
إِلا تَرَقرَقَ ماءُ العَينِ أَو دَمَعا
How enslaved your heart is to her! You never remember her
O faith of your heart, you do not remember her
Without tears welling in your eyes or streaming down.
Unless the water of the eye glitters or a tear
ياO سَلمُSalm لَيتَwould that لِساناًa tongue تَنطِقينَyou speak بِهِwith it
يا سَلمُ لَيتَ لِساناً تَنطِقينَ بِهِ
قَبلَbefore الَّذيwhat نالَنيbefell me مِنfrom حُبِّكُمlove for you قُطِعاhad been cut out
قَبلَ الَّذي نالَني مِن حُبِّكُم قُطِعا
O Salm, would that the tongue with which you speak
O ladder, if only a tongue speaks through you
Had been cut out before I suffered through loving you.
Before what I got from your love is cut off
يَلومُنيreproach me فيكِover you أَقوامٌpeople أُجالِسُهُمI sit with them
يَلومُني فيكِ أَقوامٌ أُجالِسُهُم
فَماbut not أُباليI care أَطارَwhether it flew اللَّومُblame أَمor وَقَعاfell
فَما أُبالي أَطارَ اللَّومُ أَم وَقَعا
People whose company I keep reproach me over you,
People blame me about you when I sit with them
But I care not whether blame flies or falls.
But I do not care if blame took off or landed
أَدعُوI call إِلَىto هَجرِهاforsaking her قَلبِيmy heart فَيَتبَعُنيso it follows me
أَدعُو إِلَى هَجرِها قَلبِي فَيَتبَعُني
حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen قُلتُI said هَذاthis صَادِقٌsincere نَزَعاit turned back
حَتّى إِذا قُلتُ هَذا صَادِقٌ نَزَعا
I call my heart to forsake her, and it follows me,
I call my heart to abandon it but it follows me
Until, when I say, 'This heart is true,' it turns back.
Until when I say this is truthful, it resisted
لاnot أَستَطيعُI can نُزوعاًwithdrawal عَنfrom مَحَبَّتِهاlove for her
لا أَستَطيعُ نُزوعاً عَن مَحَبَّتِها
أَوunless يَصنَعdoes الحُبُّlove بيto me فَوقَbeyond الَّذيwhat صَنَعاit has done
أَو يَصنَع الحُبُّ بي فَوقَ الَّذي صَنَعا
I cannot break away from loving her,
I cannot refrain from loving her
Unless love does to me more than it has done.
Or love made me more than what it did
كَمhow many مِنof دَنِيٍّa lowly man لَهاfor her sake قَدindeed صِرتُI have become أَتبَعُهُI follow him
كَم مِن دَنِيٍّ لَها قَد صِرتُ أَتبَعُهُ
وَلَوthough if سَلاforgot القَلبُthe heart عَنهاabout her صارَhe would become ليfor me تَبَعاa follower
وَلَو سَلا القَلبُ عَنها صارَ لي تَبَعا
How many a lowly man I have come to follow for her sake,
How many lowly ones I followed for her
Though, if my heart forgot her, he would become my follower.
And if the heart asked about her, it would have obeyed
وَزادَنيand increased my كَلَفاًinfatuation فيin الحُبِّlove أَنthat منعَتshe refused
وَزادَني كَلَفاً في الحُبِّ أَن منعَت
وَحَبُّand the dearest شَيءٍthing إِلىto الإِنسانِa person ماwhat مُنِعاwas denied
وَحَبُّ شَيءٍ إِلى الإِنسانِ ما مُنِعا
And her refusal made me more consumed with love;
And it increased my burden in love that she denied me
And what a person loves best is what is denied.
And the love of something forbidden makes one love more
Sol 6.1